Wonder Woman

You sat up and informed the person on the other side that your door was unlocked. Maybe you should put up a sign. It was a wonder how Diana had time to keep herself looking so fresh and gorgeous so early in the morning and your senses quickly came to you as she entered your sleeping space. She was in her armor, perfectly clean and dazzling as always in those signature colours, form fitting but functional and accentuating both her strength and femininity by exposing right the right amount of flesh and hiding away the more private parts of her. The way Wonder Woman shut the door behind her, casting at you a small, almost apologetic smile, provided minor heart palpitations.

“Good morning,” you managed to greet the stunning, statuesque sexbomb, and she stepped deeper into your den, those azure eyes keeping you frozen in place.

“Good morning, John,” she replied after a beat, as if she had forgotten about formalities for a moment. The way she was gazing at you made you uncomfortable and warm at the same time. It looked like she was going to say something else, but then lost her nerve and her eyes suddenly shifted around the room. There was now an assessment being made. “This place is rather… cozy,” she noted, trying not to offend. “I think that’s the word.”

“All I do in here is sleep,” you told her, adding a shrug to downplay how much the squarefootage meant to you.

“I see... “ the Amazon nodded, still surveying the place. After a few seconds you swung your legs off your bed but remain seated.

“Does the Doctor want something?” you asked, ready for the answer to be ‘more tests’. You began scanning the floor for your slippers.

“No. She is doing things in the lab,” Diana responded. “Preparing for tests. I just wanted to visit you.”

Now you looked up and saw that Wonder Woman had a hunger in her eyes. It was recognizable… you’d seen it a thousand times in many past patients.

“Oh, is there something I can help you with?” you wondered now, trying to play it cool despite your already thickening penis as the rest of your body finished waking up. The hero couldn’t help her smile and she licked it.

“You know there is, John,” she mused, mistaking your nervous aloofness as coy playfulness. She dropped down between your knees, her own knee pads clanking against the cold metal floor. This really should have been a situation you were mentally prepared for, because again you’d seen similar behaviour in many advanced patients. It was a stage of addiction where once the acceptance was long past, a bit more fun could be had. The patient felt like they were more in control if they learned to enjoy the process. But based on her past behaviour Wonder Woman seemed a tad… ahead of schedule. Or she had been quite a good actress leading up to this moment.

“Wow,” was what you said, after all that was presented to you. Here. With Wonder Woman between your legs and smiling lustfully up at you.

“I wanted to thank you,” she said, reaching out to pull down your waist band.You helped the undressing process along as the shorts went past your hips. “You risked your life going into the field like that for me. And then… it was my first time sucking your cock. I barely remember it now… but I know I wasn’t at my best. I think I could almost see myself…” she paused as your cock was set free and it sprung up, erect and alert as always whenever Wonder Woman was needing her dose. “I almost saw myself outside of my body,” she went on. “And I was embarrassed by how… poorly I was doing it.”

You could only stare as Diana confessed the most absurd things to you. That she was ashamed of her poor cock sucking skills was such a ridiculous line of thought that you were barely comprehending it with most of the blood gone from your brain. “But now that I’m with my full faculties I thought I could make it up to you,” she said, wrapping that strong but silky hand around your dick. “By getting my morning load from you in private.”

A pleasant shiver when up your spine that may or may not have been related to her starting to gently stroke your engorged cock. The woman flicked her eyes back up to yours. There was something else she was wanting to accomplish.